He couldn't bear to live, but he couldn't bear to die. He couldn't bear the thought of he making love to someone else, but neither could he bear the absence of the thought. And as for the note, he couldn't bear to keep it, but he couldn't bear to destroy it either.
Jonathan Safran Foer (2013). “Everything Is Illuminated”, p.45, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
